Monday, June 3, 2013

I will have you know I went running - VOLUNTARILY - the other day for the first time in probably 15 years. No lie. I hate running. It has long been my philosophy never to run unless being chased by someone brandishing a weapon. I will do kickboxing or boot camp classes til the cows come home, but a runner I am not.And in the spirit of full disclosure, I only ran a mile and a half. But still. I DID IT WITHOUT STOPPING. Of course, 2 days later and I'm still feeling it, but YAY ME!!!

HOWEVAH, fast forward a few days, and I have just gotten home from a weekend in Maryland to surprise my sister for her 40th birthday. Though we DID get up early one morning to take a boot camp class, we also did a bit of imbibing, probably ate way too much if the scale is any indication, and DEFINITELY shopped too much.

Still, despite the fact that my journey out was pretty horrific (involving one cancelled flight, SEVERAL weather delays, one delay due to a VIP in Chicago - aka the POTUS, and verrrry turbulent skies), the trip itself was fantastic, and just what I needed to recharge after a pretty shitty week the week prior (hence my lack of blogging lately). I went by myself, and spent the day on Friday just shopping. I can't tell you the last time I did that without feeling guilty. Also got to see my gorgeous niece dance in her recital, which was amazing, spent a day laying out at the pool reading magazines and NOT chasing any kids around (HEBBIN), had an amazing dinner at a waterside restaurant Saturday night, then closed out the trip with a surprise party for Jen at a local Irish pub. All in all, this wasn't a bad way to spend a weekend:

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I was going to be like - OMG what a terrible trip you endured but then I learned you were without kids and all of the delays seemed somehow much more bearable! It sounds like you had a great time - I know having alone time is rare with kids but a whole day of shopping?? Unheard of! Have a good one!

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